Bb-BANG, callused hand goes crashing into your bedroom door at 6am. “ROADTRIPPP” bellows dad as he heads to the garage to wait eagerly in the car. Your eyes stay glued to the ceiling. You know what time it is. You know what waits next to the driver’s seat. Dad’s got stacks on stacks…of mistake CDs … Continue reading Taking A Summer Road Trip With Your ‘Cool’ Dad Never Works